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Love, Sexuality, stories

Monsoon Love

You arrive soaked

In this monsoon

That the heavens unleashed on us

I hurry to towel you dry

With the purple towel

That has my initials: KDY

Given to me on  my 33rd birthday

By my first African lesbian lover

Say, is it blasphemous to cradle you

You my new love

In what we used back then?

I rub your rain-beaten body

Trying to still your shivers

Attempting to warm you

Resisting the pull to undress you

Begin making love to you…

But we stand in the house I grew up in

Eyes watching our every move

Making love is something we can only dream of

I settle for watching you change

About ewurabasempe

Avid writer, culinary magician, author ready to take on the world

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One thought on “Monsoon Love

  1. Hmm! Interesting!

    Posted by readinpleasure | January 30, 2014, 6:56 AM

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